A Star Is Born Page #8

I'd really like this interview.

Far out.

Exclusive.

Out of sight.

With Esther.

Perfect.

He's home!

Fantastic.

John Norman!

You're back.

She wants an interview with you.

Yeah.

Far out, huh?

I'll get my tape recorder.

This means so much to me.

This is terrific. Give me a minute.

I'll get this tape recorder.

I don't know, this is amazing.

I'm really excited.

Okay, now wait a minute.

Get this tape recorder on here.

Okay.

Go!

What's the matter with her?

Is she gonna talk to me, or what?

I did my part.

You dirty son of a b*tch!

All right, get out.

- What do you mean, get out?

- I mean, get out!

The hell with you, man.

Listen...

he couldn't make it anyway.

Put it in the interview.

Don't leave anything out.

I said, get out!

I've had it with you.

You can trash your life,

but you're not gonna trash mine.

Esther, for Christ's sake!

Esther, for God's sake.

God damn it, you're gonna hurt yourself.

You stupid bastard!

I won't let you humiliate me.

Fight!

Fight, you bastard!

Protect yourself.

I'll kill you.

I tried to tell you.

It's no good with me.

It was good.

You stupid...

Until you blew it.

With her?

You're crazy. She's nothing.

Don't insult me.

She has nothing to do with it.

- Esther.

- Would you shut up?

What are you trying to do,

make me hate you?

So long. I'll let you go.

Oh, God, how corny.

- Esther, listen...

- Shut up, don't try to say anything to me.

I have to think.

- Baby...

- Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

I don't like you anymore.

Where the hell are you running to now,

you f***ing coward?

I don't wanna do this to you anymore.

Then fight for me, God damn it...

because if you keep walking...

I'll hate you.

And I'll hate you forever.

I love you, Esther.

Well, I hate you.

I love you.

I hate you.

- I love you.

- I hate you.

I love you.

Johnny, I'm so happy

we're going out together.

Yeah.

God, how great, no phones.

Did you call Brian about the tour?

No, not yet.

I figured I'll tell him when

I pick him up at the airport tomorrow.

I can't wait to see his face.

I hope it's not too late to change

all those ads and the promos.

You know what I want you to do?

I want you to tell me about the road again.

Tell me again.

How's it gonna be? Go ahead.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Remember that thing you told me

just the other night.

I don't wanna talk about it.

I'm tired. Tired of words.

About how you weren't gonna let me

trash your life.

I don't know what I said,

I don't even remember.

Yeah, well, I do.

I liked the way you said it. You were right.

Yeah, well,

maybe I can teach you something, too.

What I liked about it was that...

it sounded like you knew who you were.

I'm Esther Hoffman Howard.

That's right.

And don't you ever forget it.

Where are you going?

I gotta go pick up Brian.

Oh, I forgot.

Just wait a minute, okay?

I'll get dressed, okay?

It's so cold.

I wish you could come back to bed

with me.

You go back to sleep, darling.

I'll go get him.

He would have to take an early plane,

wouldn't he?

That's Brian.

- You hurry up home now, okay?

- Okay.

I'll have breakfast waiting for you.

Like a good little wife.

What?

Just looking, baby.

I love you.

Hey, boy. Good morning.

Yeah, that's a good dog.

5821 to Adam.

All right, I'm about 14 miles due east...

of the interstate on County 327.

I've got a single-vehicle fatality,

no secondary vehicle involvement.

The subject vehicle left the roadway

approximately 160 mph.

Crossed the shoulder,

impact at 145 feet due east.

No roll bar, no subsequent fire damage.

The deceased will be transported

by rescue ambulance.

- 10-4, bye, Victor.

- 10-4, Grace.

- I got it.

- Go on. Get out of here.

You, too, mac.

He needs a blanket.

Could you... Bring him a blanket, okay?

Could you please not stare at him now?

Just...

I'm so scared, Johnny.

I don't know what to do.

Hold me!

Please, hold me!

Gotta move him.

What?

Gotta move him, honey, come on.

No.

- Yes, we gotta move him.

- No.

- Come on.

- No.

No, please, don't.

Be gentle with him, please.

- He'll be all right.

- Don't hurt him.

- Don't hurt him.

- One...

two...

three.

Come on, let me give you a hand.

Watch your foot there.

- I got it.

- Come on, lady, please.

I told you to get out of here.

You, too, buddy. Enough is enough.

Just one more.

He was like a brother to me.

I don't know what you boobies call him...

but Bebe Jesus calls him

one of the greats.

One of the all-time greats.

John Norman Howard.

Can somebody pick that up out there?

Johnny.

- Hello?

- Johnny.

No, this isn't her secretary.

Hey, lady.

How do you turn this thing off?

You're a liar.

You're a liar.

And you're a big talker.

Talk.

What the hell is wrong with you, anyway?

You're selfish, that's what.

Sh*t!

Oh, God!

You are a very selfish person.

And a liar!

Because you promised me,

you son of a b*tch, you promised me.

You promised me and you lied.

You lied.

You lied to me!

I'm sorry, Johnny.

It's just that there were so many things

I wanted to tell you.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Esther Hoffman Howard.

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